This is a song about "Dead cash"

See cash rule everything

Let my angel sing

Got a lotta cash like johnny cash, call me folsom

Please lord forgive me for my sins, cause here i come

Cash money, financial

Ass need a saddle

Ff-fuck outta here, thats how they gettin gas

His ass'll go splat if he don't just pass over the cash

Cause the economies hungry for cash

Me and my nigga wale let them suckas pass

All bout the game, nothin bout the cash

You bitches get a lot of spots on your ass

They at the same spot they making no progress

And cash money supermarket like seth,

Kick back and know yo son set

Believe me, i'm beyond dead